Just as Chen Hao was at a loss for words, a message suddenly caught his attention.
He picked up his phone and looked, his jaw practically dropping. "Guanyin Bodhisattva!"
Guanyin Bodhisattva had sent him a message: "Are you there, Fellow Immortal Little Charlatan?"
Chen Hao dared not take someone of her stature lightly. He hurriedly replied, "Great Immortal Guanyin, this humble immortal is here."
First the Jade Emperor, then the Queen Mother of the West, and now even Guanyin had come looking for him. Chen Hao had the strange feeling that he had become a full-fledged member of the Heavenly Court's management.
Guanyin Bodhisattva said, "There's something I'd like to discuss, though I'm not sure whether I should bring it up."
Chen Hao was a little surprised that even Guanyin Bodhisattva liked beating around the bush. "Great Immortal Guanyin, please speak freely."
Guanyin Bodhisattva said, "Then I'll get straight to the point. A while ago, while the Queen Mother of the West and I were discussing immortality and the Dao, I happened to hear that she had a Lace Holy Garment. Its magic was so powerful that it had the Jade Emperor completely under her thumb. Might I ask what this Lace Holy Garment is?"
Holy shit! Guanyin Bodhisattva is into this stuff too? Chen Hao was dumbfounded. Judging by her tone, she seemed extremely interested in the lace.
Chen Hao immediately began spinning a yarn. "The Lace Holy Garment is woven from nylon, polyester, cotton, and premium silk using supreme immortal arts, through nine times nine—eighty-eight—processes. It comes in six times six—forty-one—colors and eight times eight—seventy-seven—styles. Not only is it wonderfully stretchy and beautifully sheer, but most importantly, its miraculous immortal magic stimulates male hormones to their utmost limits, making men unable to stop themselves. It's simply the ultimate